Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 70097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
“Feels like you’re tearing me apart.”
“You’ll get used to it. Don’t forget to breathe.”
He took shallow breaths and squirmed like he was trying to force me out of his ass. When I wrapped my hand around his cock and stroked, he relaxed immediately, eyes rolling back in his head.
“That’s it. See how good this feels, me stretching you to the limit while I stroke your cock? Give into me. You’re going to take my load in your ass, and I don’t feel like being gentle.”
“Oh my God.”
“Who do you belong to?”
“You, Grant. Please.”
I wanted that to be true, to be real. I pulled out slowly, and he groaned. “Good?”
“Yes!”
I thrust back in, and Jacob sucked in a breath. “I… This is…”
“Exactly what you need.”
“Please… move. I’m so ready.”
“You want me pounding your ass, taking what I want?”
He whimpered as he worked his hips, arching up, trying to get me to go deeper.
I stretched out over him, holding myself on one arm while I braced the other on the back of one of his thighs. Knowing my hold on him was secure, I slammed my hips against his again and again, taking him like he wanted me to.
In moments, he was babbling incoherently and writhing under me. I wasn’t sure if he was begging for mercy or for more, but I wasn’t stopping. I couldn’t. I needed this as desperately as he did. I needed him to open up to me, to let me in all the way. I needed him to accept me. I longed to let go completely, but I managed to keep just enough control of myself not to truly hurt him. I knew there was a beast inside me, and I was afraid of what he would do to Jacob if I unleashed him.
“You’d let me do this all day, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes,” he sobbed.
“You’d let me pin you to the ground and use you over and over. You’re my slut, aren’t you?”
“Yes, please. I want that. I want you to… Oh God, I’m so close. I need… I need…”
“Come for me, Jacob. Let go.”
I worked his cock as I shifted my angle trying to position us so I was sliding over his prostate on every stroke.
22
JACOB
I didn’t think Grant could make me feel any better than I already did. Then he drove into me, and sensation hit so hard it was painful, but it was also the best thing I’d ever experienced. My body felt electrified.
“More?” he asked.
“Yes. I—” He pulled out, dragging over my sweet spot again, and I gasped. I wasn’t going to last more than a few seconds.
When he wrapped his hand around my cock, I cried out. He used my precum to slick me up and stroked me with the same rhythm he was using to pound my ass.
I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think or form words. Pleasure consumed me, then my world burst. Wave after wave of pleasure moved over me. I may have blacked out for a few seconds. I’m not sure, but I do know I’d never come so hard in my life.
I was forced to awareness again as Grant drove into me one last time. “You’re mine, Jacob. All mine.”
“Yes.”
I savored the hot rush of his cum as he filled me again and again. When he was done, he lowered himself until his head was lying on my chest. Sweat had soaked through my shirt, but he didn’t seem to care.
“You are so fucking perfect,” he said.
I love you. I kept the words to myself. This wasn’t the time for such a big confession. The time might never come, but I had to acknowledge how I felt even if it was only to myself. “How long can we stay here?”
Grant raised his head enough to turn and check the horses. “As long as Biscuit and Zion are content.”
“You don’t have work you need to do?”
“There’s always something for me to do. A ranch is like that. But right now, all I want to do is you, though I need at least a few minutes of recovery time.”
I grinned up at him. “I can’t believe we just fucked in a field.”
“You’ve never done that before?”
I shook my head. “I only stayed on my grandfather’s farm as a kid. There aren’t a lot of fields available in Houston. Even if there had been, there wasn’t anyone interested in taking me to one.”
Grant sat up and pulled me up with him. “I find that very hard to believe.”
“Not many boys would have been brave enough to say, even if they had been interested, and I certainly didn’t have the nerve to make a move on someone. What about you? Do you do this a lot? Hook up in fields?”
“I’m used to having to find privacy where I can, and it’s easy to disappear on the far reaches of a ranch.”